Arthas was keenly aware of the active power of the fire element, and he had no intention of letting Ragnaros detonate the fire element here again.
After calling Magni and the others to pay attention to their own safety, Arthas rushed towards Ragnaros' arm - he wanted to completely cut off Ragnaros's arm so that he could not swing the Sulfuras warhammer for the time being.
At this time, most of the two fingers of the Fire Demon King that were temporarily severed by Solas had been restored under the tongue of fire. As the flames grew, the elemental power accumulated in the war hammer became stronger and stronger.
Ragnaros understood that the guys standing in front of him were very difficult to deal with, not ordinary mortals. If he continued to deal with Arthas and others in this state, he would suffer a big loss.
Therefore, he had to withdraw part of his strength, and no longer suppressed the water pouring into the Molten Core from the gap. Instead, he directly burned part of the rock wall and let it fall down, temporarily blocking the entry of the water flow.
But the sea triggered by Hydraxis is not so simple to stop. If Ragnaros cannot destroy the enemy in front of him, the sea water will still rush into the Molten Core again.
It's just that the conceited Fire Demon King believes that without having to suppress the roaring sea water, he will be able to completely clear out the reptiles that invaded his temple in a short time.
When he saw Alsace's "tiny" figure running toward him with a war hammer, he disdainfully drove the magma around him, preparing to completely bury this leader-like human being.
For some reason, he particularly hated Arthas. Perhaps it was the strange energy in Arthas that reminded Ragnaros of what happened a long time ago - that was a shameful failure.
Venting his anger on Arthas made Ragnaros feel very comfortable. After no longer having to drive away the sea water, the magma activity in the Molten Core was almost several times higher. Those who were called by the Lord of Fire, The activated magma seemed to be alive, forming a long twisting snake, trying to swallow Alsace into its belly.
Alsace remained calm and looked at the magma snake that was attacking him. He changed his pace and dodged to the side. The lava snake's "head" hit the ground directly, stirring up a large pool of high-temperature liquid.
Although Alsace passed by him, the light of dawn was dragged behind him. Alsace held the middle end of the hammer handle with one hand and the end of the hammer handle with the other, and his feet sank deeply into the ground. , the waist rotates rapidly, driving the upper body to dance the war hammer.
The light of dawn felt the master's will, and the metal components of the hammer head were suddenly opened by the holy light, and the holy light energy that almost turned into substance spurted out, colliding with the lava mercilessly.
Golden brilliance drove straight in, and golden cracks appeared everywhere in the body of the lava snake. Its body was shattered by the light, and the activated magma lost its support and fell like raindrops in the air.
High-temperature magma rained down in the air. Alsace had no intention of shrinking. The power of the holy light emerged around him, forming a strong barrier and pushing all the magma away. He was in the rhythm of the lava snake's huge body exploding. Continue to move forward quickly.
Step on the ground! Take off!
Alsace leapt up from the rain of fire. The Fire Demon King looked at Alsace. The flames in his huge body suddenly burst out? The original flames from this world turned into a storm of flames as they rotated? Alsace's figure was swallowed up in an instant.
A rolling heat wave surged in, and even Magni, whose skin turned into stone, could feel the scorching heat. He quickly stopped attacking and turned around to protect Solas and Sylvanas.
"Magni!"
Solas exclaimed, and he saw a look of pain on the face of the dwarf king? Sylvanas's exposed cloak was burned in an instant, and she and Solas immediately pulled Magni's hand. On the outer edge of the armor? The three of them rolled around in embarrassment and hid behind a huge rock.
In just a moment, Sylvanas smelled the stench of burnt leather gauntlets. She frowned slightly and quickly withdrew her hand, discovering that it had been carefully sewn by a cobbler and made using a special method. His magic gauntlet was almost burned through by the high temperature coming from Magni's armor.
Through the charred leather armor, she could already see her white palms. She quickly looked at Magni, who had blocked most of the flames for herself and Solas.
The dwarf king's armor was as red as if it had just been taken out of the forge.
The skin of the rock cracked under the high temperature, and even showed signs of melting in some places. Magni's blood flowed out and was evaporated instantly.
"Magni?! Magni, are you okay?!" Solas quickly took off the kettle from his waist and prepared to use water to cool down. However, after unscrewing the bottle cap, he discovered that the bottom of the kettle had been burned through. , there wasn't a drop of water in it at all.
Sylvanas took out an arrow from the quiver, broke it with a "click", then surged the power of Neptulon's blessing into the arrow body, and then inserted the arrow into Mag On the ground in front of Ni.
Although she is not a mage, the high elf's innate magical talent allows her to understand how to control the power of magic.
The power of the water element quickly summoned several pocket water elements. After they appeared, they began to spray water at Magni, trying to lower the temperature of his body.
Solas looked at Sylvanas, but Sylvanas shook her head, indicating that she could only do so much.
After a simple cooling process, Magni sat up straight. The rock form was still not cancelled, but he opened his mouth and coughed twice violently, spitting out a mouthful of black smoke.
"Ahem!"
"Magni?"
The dwarf king moved his head, leaned against the stone and glared at Solas, "Not dead yet...hiss...but I won't be able to move for a while. I have to maintain my current form to avoid the high temperature from continuing to cause damage."
"Phew..." Solas breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay."
"King Magni is fine...but what about Arthas - he was at the center of the flames just now!"
After seeing that Magni was fine, Sylvanas suddenly thought of Arthas who was hit by the flames. They were just covered in the aftermath and were in such a mess. Although Arthas was very good at protecting as a paladin, but...
"Don't worry about him - he can handle the heat better than my old bones!"
Magni forced a smile, but this sentence obviously failed to calm down Sylvanas and Solas. They looked worriedly at the area still burned by the flames, where the surrounding rocky ground had been burned. Burning through and melting, it is difficult to imagine how to escape from it.
The King of Fire Demon felt very happy in his heart. He liked to see his prey being swallowed up by the flames the most. After burning for so long, this human being should also...
Somehow, Sylvanas suddenly felt a bit...cold? She thought she was in a high temperature environment and had a wrong perception of the temperature difference, but when she looked at Solas, she found that he seemed a little surprised as well.
Only Magni, who was still bothered by the high temperature, looked at the expressions of Sylvanas and Solas with some confusion. He asked, "Huh? What's wrong? Why do you look so surprised?"
"Do you also feel...cold?" Sylvanas asked Solas with some uncertainty.
Solas nodded, "I thought it was an illusion...is it Jaina?"
Magni was even more confused when he heard the two people's questions and answers, "Cold? What are you talking about? We are in the center of the magma lake. Even Jaina can't lower the temperature here, right?!"
Just as Magni was speaking, he suddenly saw something crystal floating in front of his eyes. He blinked his dry eyes, "Uh... what is this, volcanic ash?"
Sylvanas took off her burned glove and held up something that should not appear in the underground magma lake with her hands.
This exquisite hexagonal object stunned the three of them.
"Is it... snow?"
Snow? Why is there snow here? ! Does it also snow in underground caves? !
Not only the three of Magni, but Jaina, who was recovering her strength, also saw the falling snowflakes in front of her eyes. She subconsciously stretched out her hand, "Magic...is gathering?"
Outside the battlefield, Duke Hydraxis, who was maintaining the water area, lowered his head. He felt that the water temperature, which had been rising, was constantly decreasing. The water elements that were fighting against the fire elements seemed to be driving the water flow. With a hint of coldness.
Ragnaros raised his head with some doubts and looked at the water vapor gathered on the top of the cave. The evaporated seawater did not seem to leave his holy place, but gathered on top of his head. Now he was being called by some kind of power. , condensed into pieces of crystal snowflakes, falling towards the ground.
The King of Fire had never thought that one day, there would be snowflakes falling in front of him? !
After a brief moment of surprise and confusion, he felt a sense of shame. Someone actually created snowflakes in his temple. This was really a great insult!
And the flames that were still raging were suddenly extinguished by a burst of white wind. Alsace stood in the center of the flames intact. Where the white wind swept, the arrogant flames instantly muted, leaving behind Ice crystals covered the ground.
There was a sword floating behind the paladin. This strange-looking rune sword attracted everyone's attention the moment it appeared. However, the moment everyone looked at this rune sword, they felt their souls Suddenly there was a violent tremor.
Just like the feeling of heart palpitations that arise from the inside out and from the bottom of the heart when a creature catches a glimpse of its natural enemy.
The grinning goat-headed demon on the sword hilt was burning with blue flames. When the flames danced, the heroes felt a vortex-like suction pulling at their thoughts.
Jaina was the first to wake up from this lost feeling. She first looked at the blade of the sword doubtfully, but after that, her back was immediately soaked in cold sweat.
——Is this the sword that appeared in her dream? ! That dark, cold sword of death? !
The Frostmourne in front of him released the gloomy cold air that froze the scorching ground, but Alsace, standing in the frost, was still illuminated by the holy light. The two formed a stark and grotesque contrast.
The cold wind was still blowing, even cooling the hot magma into cold rock, with a thin layer of frost attached to it.
Magni struggled to pick up the stone and poked his head out. When he saw Frostmourne for the first time, he felt a slap in the face, and his soul seemed to fall into an ice cave.
He suddenly remembered that his talkative brother Brian had become taciturn for a certain period of time after returning from a trip to Northrend, and was not as eager to share adventures with him as before.
Later, Magni heard that Lordaeron's troops fought fierce battles with demons there. The dwarf king thought that his brother was depressed because of the cruelty of the battlefield, but now, he suddenly understood.
How could Brian, who had experienced the Orc War, feel so lost just because of a small encounter? !
On that frozen continent, on that frozen soil where the living stopped, something must have happened that shocked Brian's fragile heart!
"The mountains of Khaz Modan... what kind of power is this?"
Thoras did not have a similar experience to Jaina and Magni, but the aura of Frostmourne still made him instinctively feel uncomfortable.
As for Sylvanas, after seeing the sword, the ranger general's face suddenly turned pale, but she quickly covered it up again. She lowered her head, only to find that her left hand was holding the longbow. Trembling slightly.
The Fire Demon King did not have the fear of mortals. He only felt that the sword behind Alsace had trampled on his dignity. Frost was not allowed to appear in the Fire King's territory.
But when he wanted to raise his fully recovered arm and prepare to hit Alsace again, he found that his arm could not move again.
When he lowered his head this time, the Fire Demon King discovered that what was entangled in him was not an energy chain, but a dead soul rising wailing from the abyss of flames!
"What's this?!"
Flames burst out from the body of the Flame Demon King, trying to burn away those annoying resentful souls, but those souls seemed not to be afraid of his flames, and they still clung to the flames under the scorching flames. The body of the Demon King made it impossible for him to move.
A faint white breeze floated on Alsace's chest. This seemingly weak wind actually exuded an ancient aura similar to that of the Fire Demon King.
The King of Fire Demon also saw this breeze, and he shouted angrily, "Sunderland, don't think you can escape from my imprisonment, sooner or later I will completely destroy you!"
Arthas shook his head, "You will be destroyed today."
The breeze incarnated by Wind Chaser Sunderland jumped slightly, seeming to respond to Arthas' words. The Paladin opened his arms, no longer calling for the help of the Holy Light, but summoning the flames of all those who died tragically in Ragnaros. The souls of the dead!
They have been burned by the Fire Lord's flames for hundreds of years, and they will not stop resenting Ragnaros until they are completely wiped out. And there are countless such souls in the scorched black stone mountains!
